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The following poem is a preface to the epic poem,
"A Tale of Neshua and Myrian."
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I SING THEE TO BIRTH --

Prior to Thought and Utterance of Speech
I call thee out of a Heart Unborn
Out of the Timeless Corridors of the Unseen
And from the Still-Point Horizons of Perpetual Light:

I Turn Myself to Thee, adoring as your every cell;
The Pattern of your Becoming.
I merge into these Loving-Child-Like-Eyes of Silent Knowing Delight
And Ignite to the Realm of Speechless Joy........

Ecstatically thrilling in this tale of your Soul as it walks through time.
Crossing the fields of the Unnamed in Timeless Breathless Muse,
Out of an Inexplicable Instant, "It" SILENTLY pauses - turns to me
And Smiles as One.

She has encompassed everything in these Fields of the Finite,
Except this "I" which is her Soul, sparking the memory as to why she came;
A Messenger bring back the Data of Delight,
To be consumed for the fertilization of worlds yet to be born.

The Fateful day has been unveiled,
Pregnant with the Birth of a New Divinity!

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In reply to my poem the following love poem was written to
me by L. (around mid 1988). It directly captures an Inner sense, or that
which cannot be typically voiced with respect to the essence and beauty
of our work together.

Twins

Inverted invisible spaces

Between images phrases and places

I wander here through days into nights

Frolicking there in frightening delights

Nothing is borrowed and nothing is lent

Where shadows cast light on nature's intent

Empty is open, not lived as a lack

I take nothing with me and bring it all back.

We play there together, you and I

Where highest is low and lowest is high

Over and under where fairies abound

We sing and laugh not making a sound

We play there together with twinkling eyes

Invisibility masks the disguise

Speaking the language of endless space

We will our time to the timeless place.

L.